Love's Shadow, A Billionaire's Tears
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ld be the last time, holding the box of his things. It felt heavier tha
m features were drawn tight with concern. "Eliana, dear. I'm so
ty smile. "I just came
mask. She pointed me toward his suite, and I walked up the s
bother
cloying scent of Catalina's cheap perfume. She was standing
i family crest embroidered over the heart-a symbol of his
ead across her face. She ran a hand down th
me and his face hardened. "Ellie," he said-the old pet
gant stranger, his eyes cold and impatient. The last ember
rand staircase just outside his door.
kids, letters I'd written-crashed and shattered against th
s house," he ordered, his voice a low, dangerous comm
tly wiped the spill with a cloth, his movements tender. "You'll be cold without a jacket," he murmure
entleness, he no longer
y in my chest. Near the front door, Catalina ca
nches from mine. "I'm going to take eve
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